Still by Kees-jan Husselman

‘Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind,
As man’s ingratitude.’
William Shakespeare

Today is the kick-off in Copenhagen, but I’m not there yet. Yesterday the wind suddenly started blowing as if the whole world would burst out in pieces. Apparently it wasn’t that bad, however one of my branches splitted. A somewhat old, but nice, woman took me to the first-aid. Well, the doctors had to amputate my branch. Anyhoo, now I have a fresh scar with a good story.

So I need this artificial respiration again and I get some extra water. My health is pretty critical… I hope there’ll be a solution soon, so that I can go to Copenhagen!

Love & peace,

Gary

photo by sea turtle / jim

Hola, this time a message from the hospital in the Pacific! As I told you, it was pretty hot. I could barely breathe. I don’t  even know how I got here. When I woke up my fruits were gone and my leafs shrank. I’m thinking about what Alice Hoffman said: ‘When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.’ The weather is even more changing with the current state of the climate.

I have to take my leave, ‘cause I’m pretty weak now.

Love&peace,

Gary